Alabama flinched as she scurried away from the hottest guy she’d ever seen. If her hands were free and she could’ve smacked herself in the forehead, she would have. God. She was such a dork. Seriously. Alabama didn’t think she’d ever been so mortified in her life. Ok, she knew she’d never been so embarrassed before. Probably because she always avoided people and never tried to engage them in conversation.
suchknewChristopher. Christopher. Not Chris, but Christopher. His name was even hot. Alabama didn’t know what his last name was, but she was sure it was something equally cool. She didn’t like the sound of “Abe” at all. He didn’t look like an “Abe”—even if that was what his friends called him, Alabama knew she never would.
ChristopherShe hadn’t meant to really engage him in conversation
